rick and morty schwifty

(drinks from flask) (Outside the church, Principal Vagina is ties up with balloons and rope.

There was an earthquake and all the musicians... (sniffs, holding back tears) All the famous ones, they’re gone. Do we know what this giant head wants? Morty: Sure thing!

Could you lick my… (Rick presses keys on the keyboard with the sample of him saying “Balls”) Simon: Sir, the magnetic poles are about to reverse. It will never happen again! (Morty flips a bowl of peanuts at the aide and it hits him in the head. (Outside the church, Summer and Ethan are pulling Beth and Jerry down to the ground.) Ice-T: I have changed. President: Can the Pope’s dick fit through a donut? Birdperson: You appear to be dying. President: Ok, things are getting out of hand. The President climbs up to the console and presses a button) Summer: The heads are displeased! Summer: You’re going to be ok! Rick: Ice, I don’t want to be a negative Nelly or anything, but *burp* if Morty doesn’t come back with my portal gun and I eat it out there, it’s, uh, kind of your problem too.

President: Actually, if you try to tell anyone what happened here, we’ll deny it and probably worse. Balloon Man: Please help me! President: All right, all right. Rick: My name is Rick Sanchez. You must be a registered user to use the IMDb rating plugin. Cromulon: Welcome back to Planet Music! (The mob runs toward Principal Vagina. All three are holding different scepters.) And he is the reason you and I know each other. Even dumber than regular planning. We’ve got six hours to come up with a song!

The Cromulons' faces become angry.)

Mr. Goldenfold: Did he just say “musical reality show”?

Change of plan, people. Summer: Taco time! We use DTG Technology. (A man takes a golf swing in the middle of the storm. Stop that! Pastor Bob: And third-level donors get our all access family pass. Get him! Mr. Goldenfold: The heads disqualified Vagina! Jump Master: We’re in the drop zone! (All three press their scepters on the ground and the scepters glow. If you love music, you love freedom. Rick: Stay back! Earth’s on in six hours. (On Alphabetrium, Ice-T enters a great hall containing his elders: a grey J, a gaseous F with a female face, and a Q made of lava. (Giant Head clears its throat, creating a large wind blast) (starts a low-key, bouncy song) Uhhh… lop-oo-lop-oo-lop-oo-dups, nop-oo-nop-oo-nop-oo-nuts. (lamp post falls over, Terry runs out of frame) Ice-T: Damn. Wh-wh-what is it? Principal Vagina: Giant head in the sky, please forgive all that we’ve done. You gave me life. You people haven’t heard of The-Dream? (Guards stop and look at Nathan for approval. (Morty steps through different portals to different worlds, ending up in Buttworld.) I could give your loved ones shelter on Birdworld, even jobs, possibly as worm ranchers. Rick: You’re gonna wanna put them on that giant speaker system at your sonic testing facility at Area 51. Rick: Hey, Morty!

Get me Pharrell, Randy Newman, Billy Corgan, and The-Dream. I hope it pleases you as the head desires.

It was really fun. Let these worlds be free, please! He can use Google Maps.

Pharrell, Newman, Corgan, and that Dream guy. A large piece of land drops out in front of him, leaving a large hole.) You know, at my house? (Screen shows different bands of different aliens on different stages. This here’s my grandson Morty. (cuts second rope) Headward, free now to rise. Rick: Wh-What do you think, Ice? It’s 6 p.m., so if you’re a parent, you’re now entitled to adoration from your children. Rick and morty must aid Earth after a giant head disrupts the planet, demanding to see a hit song performed. Summer: Father, can we please go to the Ascension? If you’d stop being such an evangelical atheist, you might start enjoying yourself.

I should have never turned you to ice. The General’s got nukes set to launch halfway through Earth’s song! (Nathan pistol-whips the President and he falls to the ground.) Mr. Goldenfold: (holds up a dollar) Ohhhh, this is my favorite part! (Water-T bursts out of the door shooting at several Numbericons. I’m the leader of these people and I’m unarmed. (tosses necklace to Bob) So if you wanna excuse me, I’m going out on the sidewalk and dropping to my knees and pledging my eternal soul to the thing that literally controls the fucking weather! “Get Schwifty” was a jam. (At the church, Principal Vagina and other priests are talking with Jerry and Beth.) Listen! Thanks for farming all those potatoes. 0 of 2 people found this review helpful. (At Area 51, everyone is celebrating. Jerry: I think it’s inspiring that our community is coping with fear in a way that involves a festival and homemade ice cream. I don’t know what humans eat. Birdperson: Is your intention to abandon Rick using his own portal gun? Rick: Morty! Rick: (picks up a microphone) All right, Morty, let’s get ready to do it! With Justin Roiland, Chris Parnell, Spencer Grammer, Sarah Chalke. (Morty darts out of the studio to the President and unties him. How often do you think you might look up at the stars and wonder what might have been had you just put your faith in Rick? I married you because you’re the love of my life! Ice-T: Pfff. Summer: Oh dear giant head, we apologize for that discussion! Until then, I’ll put mine in Rick and Morty. The President shakes hands with Morty.) (walks over to keyboard) Cromulon: After 988 seasons of Planet Music, the Cromulons have decided to declare Earth the final winner and bring our musical reality show to a conclusion. Thank you, Mr. Sanchez. But honestly, you don’t have to make dinner every night. "Get Schwifty " is a song sung by Rick Sanchez accompanied by Morty Smith.

A different person cuts the rope. I should get going anyway. (points to viewscreen showing floating head) This head won’t go away until *burp* Earth shows them it’s got a hit song. (gasps and drops lid) Oh my God, daddy, I’m sorry I called you silly! Hooray Principal Vagina!”)

These guys are one-hit wonders. They’re all dead. (Morty presses a key and a beat starts, Rick knocks over a mic stand and starts “singing”) Bad songs are bad songs.